The Heretic

This darkest hour has now come to pass

A countless string of endless nights

Bring on a hollow pain I can't describe

My reality lays before me like a shattered dream

My gift, an unholy curse, perhaps

Misunderstood but never misused

No kind words for me now, only the distant sounds of an angry mob

Feeble of mind, they cling tight to archaic doctrines of Christianity

A crucible of hate, cold black eyes stare

Empty, void of all human compassion

Now foreshadowing my dismal fate

Who's to speak justice out of the darkness?

Hell is painful and hell is here

Ignorance leads you, fear is what feeds you

What's your sentence? A crying shame

Your weakness, your level, when you speak of the devil

In your scared face grins the antichrist

Beat you and fold you, don't do what they told you

Let them live, don't deny God's choice

I forgive, I forgive

I forgive, I forgiveAccused and condemned

I bear not the mark of the beast

Yes, I forgive

For they stumble even in the light of day

There's no penance for blasphemy

For they hate and destroy what they can truly love

My life now hangs in the balance

Like an icicle in the burning sun

I begged them for mercy

And they showed me none

My last gaze now set on the eternal gates of hell

Only to be purified by these words

The flames

And my convictions